Why this?

The occasional poem of my own and a generous helping of work by others that I find inspiring. Site is named for a beloved book by one of my favorite writers, Italo Calvino, whose fanciful work lights--and delights--my soul.

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

What is the Grass?

The child asks, bringing it to me in handfuls.We stop at the Walt Whitman Service Area—No sign of Him save some “Democratic Vistas”& “Drum Taps” on a plaque near the Micky D’sLet’s go find the grassI say to my two-year-old beauty andWe pick one blade from the medianThen back we go in the forever carHours later, pulling into RichmondShe, half awake in my arms mumblesLet’s go find the grass--Lee Ann Brown